A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Other poetry

You Know I Love You

I'll be with you as long as you want me to,

Until the end of time.

The day I met

Intjar Karna Padta Hain

 

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

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jab jawan hui muhabbat...

Jab Pas Tha To Paany Ki Aarzoo Na Thi

Jab Jaa Raha Hai Door To Muhabbat Hui Jawan...

BAS TUM HAMESHA KE LIYE TUM MERI BAN JAO

Jab tum khush hote ho to mujhe sari kayanat khush nazar aati hai,

Jab tum udas hote ho to

bana le apna shastar tu

tu khud ki khoj mein nikal

 

tu kis liye hataash hai

 

naino me kajal

Aj mai nayano me kajal laga ke chali,

Palko par apki khubsoorat tasveer saja ke chali,

To Fall In Love

Give me your loving,

give me your heart,

give me everything we won't be apart.

Me
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
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Shadow Of Life

Walking in the shadow of fear,

drowning endlessly by a single tear,

running along

A flea and a fly

A flea and a fly flew in a flue.

"We're" imprisoned, they said, but what could they do?